Thursday, August 5, 2010

10 Commandments (Not your regular ones...)

I was just over at Boots in the Doorway and saw this.... And it is SO SO SO TRUE!  So I had to share it!  Completely cracks me up.  I am guilty of most =)


The Ten Commandments of a Military Spouse



1. Thou shalt not write in ink in thy address book.



2. Thou shalt not covet choice assignments.



3. Love thy neighbors from other branches of the service no matter how superior the Air Force may seem.



4. Honor all thy benefits for as long as they all shall live.



5. Be thou kind and gentle to retired, white-haired Commissary, Exchange, and Thrift Store customers, because someday thou too will be a retiree.



6. Thou shalt not threaten to, or kill thy children or spouse when your spouse is TDY or Deployed.



7. Thou shalt look for the best in every assignment even though the best may refer to “most childhood diseases in one year” or “record snow in one month’s time”.



8. Thou shalt remember all thy friends from all thy assignments with holiday greeting cards, for thou never knowest when thou may wish to spendeth the night with them while en route to a new duty station.



9. Thou shalt not curse your spouse when s/he is TDY/Deployed during moving days, holidays, birthdays, or anniversaries.



10. Thou must never arrive at a new duty station and constantly speaketh about how much better thy last base was.

Monday, August 2, 2010

Preschool, Pre-K.... what the heck?

So my son will be 4 in one week.  ONE WEEK.  I can't believe he's getting so big already- it's crazy to me.  Since he's been born, he has not spent one single day in daycare.  BL and I decided when I got pregnant with him that I would be a stay at home mom to our kids, and he wouldn't be the one that brings home the bacon.  So that we did.  I take pride that I can stay home with him, watch him grow, even though some days I want to glue him to the wall. 

BUT

He will be starting school this year.  I am freaking out, a lot but only a little bit.  BL leaves for Greenland, so Austin won't be starting school in our new town until mid-November.  So I call this school that I know is a great one, have heard rave things about.  I can't get him in yet unless I want to pay the registration fee, plus start paying his monthly tuition from the beginning of school until November.  That's the only way I can hold his spot.  Um, we don't have the money for that.  Not until we get the extra moola from Greenland.  (and why is it that Greenland is full of ice, and Iceland is green?) So I have to call when we get into town and see if there's a spot that's opened up for him. 

Which brings me to the title of the post.  If he would have went last year, he would have been in "pre-school."  Since he's going to be 4, he will be in "Pre-K."  Ooookay.  And the price!  It made my jaw drop.  Literally.  It's $195.00 for a registration fee, PLUS $195.00 PER MONTH.  Is this school really worth it?  My best friends little girl goes here, and her daughter loves this place.  She learns so much, and most importantly learns about Jesus and his disciples.  But $195.00 for things he could learn in Sunday School.  What would you do?  Try to find a cheaper Christian preschool, or stick it out and pay?  Oh- and if he would be going to the "Pre-School" it would only be $145.00 a month.  That, I can swallow!

Sunday, August 1, 2010

August already?

I don't know what the hell I'm going to do when BL leaves for a year.  Yes, I'll be home with family, yes I'll have a support system.  But my sidekick?  Not so much. 

Right now, I'm sick, and my daughter is very sick.  He's on nights, so when I'm up with the kids, he's in bed.  Being sick and taking care of a sick kid is tiring in its self.  Add in a hyper, cabin fevered 4 year old, and it spells C-H-A-O-S.  It's hard not to lose my temper, to keep my cool.  Yesterday I found myself counting down the hours until bedtime.  That isn't fair to him, at all.  I feel bad that I'm out of commission, and all he wants to do is play. 

I told him to go play in the backyard with the dog yesterday.  Do you want to know what he came in and said to me? 

"Mama, I found a spider!!"

A spider?  What does it look like?

"It's black and has woooong wegs."

Okay show me where it is Mr. Austin.

So, he takes me to the spot he saw the spider.  Low and behold... a nasty black widow.  What would have happened if he started playing with it, while I was inside with a sleeping baby on my chest?  I keep running through this in my head, and it's like hitting myself against a brick wall. 

Mommy fail.

All I gotta say, is that I am glad BL was here to kill it when he woke up. Me and spiders, we're not friends.  I hope someone will be killing these nasty spiders for me when BL is gone for the year.  Or I don't know if I will be able to dig my sanity out of the hole it fell into.